"Why would you care if you hurt me or not? I am only money to you." Hayley mumbled to him, finally looking over to him with a sigh. She hated being cold to people like she was trying to be, it wasn't her personality at all. She turned around and leaned her back against the wall, bringing her legs under her. She watched him put a shirt on, glancing at his tattoos quickly as she saw a glimpse of them, but didn't get to see exactly what they were.